Business was boring, but at least she’d know how to run her own if that ever happened. Law was a pain in the ass, and hard. Teaching was out of the question. English, boring, unless she could read what she wanted to. Science, gross, and boring.
The door opened, and she turned to find Abel entering. He looked … tired.
Rushing into his arms, she squealed as he caught her up in his arms. She hadn’t seen him in two days. He’d been busy at work, and she’d been taking care of Betty, studying, and working overtime. James’s latest case was causing a bit of stir. She would have quit, but she didn’t believe in walking out when someone needed her.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you.” He cupped her face, tugging on her hair to pull her back. Abel slammed his lips down on hers, claiming her once again. She loved his kisses. The possession, the urgency of his lips turned her on. She moaned, succumbing to the pleasure he gave. “I love you, babe.”
“I love you, too.”
She shoved his jacket off his shoulders, needing him inside her.
“Tell me what you want,” he said.
Harper had wanted them to enjoy a nice meal, but that wasn’t going to happen yet. She needed him inside her.
Sinking to her knees, she unbuckled his belt. Dinner could wait; she couldn’t. Pushing his pants down his thighs, she wrapped her fingers around his length, working at the base then going up to the tip, which leaked pre-cum.
Flicking her tongue over the tip, she moaned at the taste of him.
“Fuck.”
“I want you to fuck me. First, I want to taste you.”
She took the tip of his cock into her mouth. He hit the back of her throat, and she pulled up, sucking more of his pre-cum, and swallowing it. “You taste so good.”
“Is my woman feeling a little dirty today?”
“She’s feeling a lot dirty.”
He wrapped his fingers around her hair and held her steady as he thrust into her mouth. She took him deep, trusting him.
With Abel, she could explore, experience everything at his hands, and he didn’t think differently of her. He loved her for her.
“Damn. Your mouth feels so good. You’ve got the perfect mouth, and you know exactly what to do with it, don’t you, babe?”
She moaned around his dick, the vibration turning him on. Harper knew what he liked. There were moments he liked to take his time, make love, explore. Then there were moments like these, where it was raw, hard, and dirty fucking. She loved the dirty fucking, relished it.
They were brutal and perfect all at the same time.
Abel tugged on her hair, and she got to her feet. He tore at the dress she wore, stripping it from her body. There was nothing sweet about his touch. He pushed her up against the wall, released his cock, lifted her, and pulled her down onto his cock. They both cried out. She was already wet, but even still, the one thrust was harsh, making them both gasp.
“I love you, Harper.”
“I love you, too.”
He pulled out of her, only to pound back inside. There was no finesse to his touch. This was total, utter control. He held her as he took his pleasure. Abel kissed her deeply, and she stroked her pussy, bringing her own climax, as he found his against the wall. Once it was over, they were both panting for breath.
“I’m sorry,” he said, shocking her.
“Why?”
“I shouldn’t have just taken you.”
“I liked it.” She cupped his face, smiling. “I’m in love with you, Abel.”
It was the only reason she hadn’t gone behind his back to check out who he was. Their time together had been about trust, building their relationship. Instead of seeing the bad, she’d embraced the good, loving him for him.
“You love me?”